I look down at my breast and see a bruise
and it makes me smile because it
reminds me of you
it reminds me of the touch that
was a shade to hard but I didn't notice
because I was so focused on the
feel of you when I stretch
I feel sore in the best places
I can feel the many bruises
you left on me I can feel them and they make
me smile because it reminds me that
I
am
Yours